A father is putting his three-year old daughter to bed. He tells her a story, and then listens to her prayers before tucking her in. She ends them, saying, "God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma, and goodbye Grandpa."

Her father thinks, What an odd thing to say, and then asks "Why 'goodbye grandpa'?" "I don't know, Daddy," she replies, "it just came out that way." By a strange coincidence, the next day the old man keels over.

A few months later, as her father puts her to bed, the prayers go like this: "God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, and goodbye Grandma." The next day the old lady dies.

At this point, the father is convinced his daughter has some psychic connection with The Other Side.

So when several weeks later she says in her prayers, "God bless Mommy, and goodbye Daddy," you can imagine his reaction.

After a sleepless night, he goes to the office, and stays at his desk all day. Can't eat a thing, worried that he might choke to death on a donut. Doesn't touch his computer or telephone, afraid of electrocution. Locks the door in case anyone is thinking it's a good day to go psycho. Stays at work after hours afraid of the commute home. Every creak, every sound has him convinced the building is about to collapse. Finally midnight comes and he is still breathing. He figures the risk has passed and heads home.

His frazzled wife meets him at the door, "Where have you been? Why didn't you call? What's wrong?"

He drops into the easy chair and says, "I don't want to talk about it; I've just spent the worst day of my life."

She says, "You think you had a bad day, you won't believe what happened to me. This morning the mailman dropped dead on our porch.